We use an old ’75 Ford F-250 pickup with a homemade flatbed to do most of the feeding in the winter.

My first job out of college, oh so many years ago, was to manage a fair-sized cow outfit in northeastern Nevada. For the most part, we were pretty short on good help, and thus relied on the generosity and willingness of good neighbors to see us through the major projects like branding and the big three- or four-day drives.